Losing It ~ TeenWolf

Part 18

Charlotte

Once we got back to my house, there was already three cars parked outside, Theo's, one that I assumed to be Malia's and another I assumed to be Scott's.

We grabbed the bag from in the seat and made our way inside. I walked inside and Amy followed after me, she shut the door and everyone turned to look at us.

"Hey." I said as we walked into the kitchen.

"What took so long?" Liam asked.

"Well, sorry, your highness, Amy didn't tell me that her boyfriend lives and hour away," she breathed out a laugh next to me, "and.. uh.. we ran into some trouble."

"What trouble?" Stiles asked.

I could tell that they smelt the blood, it had a very distinct smell and there was enough of it to stink out the entire room.

"Well, he lives in the shittiest place I've ever seen, he and his friends were doing drugs in their living room and one of them got a little too physical with me," Liam began to say something to me, he wanted to protest and shout but I cut him off, "I got him off but he was persistent. I'm ok though."

"So, um, what drinks do you get?" Malia asked, changing the subject.

"Um, we don't know, we didn't look." Amy said.

"We kind of just wanted to get out of there as quick as possible." I added.

I reached into the bag and pulled out all of the alcohol and lined it on the counter.

There was a bottle of vodka that was almost full, a bottle of whiskey that was half empty, a bottle of rum that had three quarters left and a bottle of liquor that was full.

"Nick came through." I smiled.

"He did." She replied next to me.

"I'm gonna go upstairs to put my bag away, do you wanna come with?" I asked. I said it quietly, I knew that everyone could hear but I did it to seem less suspicious, maybe if I acted normal, they'd think I was normal.

She nodded and we both went upstairs, I grabbed my bag that I'd dropped when I walked in.

We went into my room and I dropped my bag.

She walked over to my bed and fell backwards onto it. "You have a nice house." She whined.

I breathed out a laugh, "it's not mine, unfortunately." I said as I unpacked my bag.

"Right, so, what's the plan?" She asked.

"nous devons agir aussi désemparés que possible." I said. We need to act as clueless as possible.

"Mais et s'ils l'évoquaient?" What if they bring it up?

"Ensuite, nous agissons comme si nous n'en avions aucune idée." Then we act as if we have no idea.

She sat up on the bed. "Combien de temps jusqu'à ce que vous leur disiez?" How long until you tell them?

"Je ne sais pas, d'accord ? c'est juste que... je ne veux plus avoir d'ennuis. Pas comme ce jour-là avec Stiles." I don't know, ok? i just.. i don't want to run into any more trouble. Not like that day with Stiles.

"Oui, j'ai compris, mais tu dois leur dire, c'est ton frère." Yeah, I get that, but he's your brother.

"Nous en reparlerons plus tard, promis, mais nous devons agir normalement." We will talk about this later, I promise, but we need to act normal.

I had finished packing away my things so I walked towards the door and Amy followed after me. We went downstairs and into the the kitchen.

Amy and I both picked up two bottles each and we went into the living room to put the drinks on the table.

We sat on two bean bags that had been set out under the tv. Stiles and Scott shared a sofa, Theo and Liam had another and Isaac and Lydia were sat on the L shaped sofa. There was enough room for us to sit on the sofas but we'd rather sit facing everyone.

"What should we do?" Isaac asked.

"We should play truth or truth." Lydia said.

"Ugh, really? That's a kids game." Amy said as she grabbed the bottle of rum from the table and took a gulp.

I could tell by her Chemo signals that she was feeling disturbed, she seemed quite shaken by what had happened at Nick's house. I turned to look at her and she just stared and the floor, she refused to meet my eyes.

"êtes-vous d'accord?" I asked. Are you alright?

She nodded her head and looked up at me with a smile that I could clearly tell was fake.

"Not the way we're going to play." Malia said and we both turned to look at her.

"Ok, who goes first?" Stiles asked.

"I will." Isaac said. He then turned his attention to me. "Charlotte. What is the furthest you've ever gone?"

I quickly shot Stiles a side glance, "as far as you can go without going all the way." I said. He smiled and nodded his head, satisfied with my answer. "Scott. How many girls have you been with?" I asked.

"Two." He shrugged. "Lydia. If you could get with anyone in this room, who would it be?"

"Stiles." She said. "I mean, we've kissed, that's as close as I've been with any of you."

I felt jealousy pang my stomach but then I realised that it's non of my business, Stiles had a life before me and that fine. He didn't tell me? I don't care. He didn't have to, it's his business.

I saw him look at me in the corner of my eye but I didn't look back, I didn't want to make it obvious.

"Amy." She said curiously. "How far have you been with 'Nick'?"

"Umm.." her cheeks flushed red and she got all flustered. "All the way?" She said awkwardly.

I already knew this but the others were more than shocked.

"And... was he good?" Malia asked.

"He was... alright. We were both drunk so it was kind of.. sloppy, but it's whatever." She said.

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We asked more and more questions, drank more and more alcohol until we were all laughing. Amy seemed to be getting on very well with my friends, which I was grateful for. As my beta, I wanted her to be as close to everything as she could.

Half way through the night, someone knocked on the door and I had no idea that it would change that night so drastically.